Chapter 17 Red envelope tug of war

Four in the morning.

The sky turned slightly blue and the stars gradually dimmed.

Lin Tian casually put on a black sweatshirt and jeans and walked out of the house.

The village was still quiet at this time, with only the occasional barking of dogs and chirping of birds.

The breeze shuttles through the air, bringing a cool autumn feeling.

He stretched out comfortably and faced several listless camera guys.

"I got up a little early to kill the cow today, thank you all for your hard work."

Lin Tian said as he walked to the pressure well.

First, I put a ladle of water from the tank next to it into the well, and then pressed it hard a few times.

Well water gushes out.

He squatted down and quickly washed himself with cold well water.

"Brother Tian, ​​your schedule is too busy today, can you really finish it?"

The camera guys were still a little confused and were working entirely on instinct.

But when he thought that Lin Tian was about to kill the cow, he still couldn't help but sigh.

Where does this guy get so much energy?

"It's not bad. After killing the cow, we will make a running mat. After having a nice meal, we can come back and catch up on some sleep."

Lin Tian smiled.

It looked relaxed and comfortable, and he didn't take such a heavy work to heart at all.

"You probably didn't even have time to eat, right?"

"I just cooked some noodles, come and eat some!"

After washing up, Lin Tian waved to the photographers.

A few people took a closer look and saw five bowls of noodles on the table.

It seemed that Lin Tian had already thought about it and wanted to do their part.

The camera guys suddenly felt their eyes were a little sore.

After working in this industry for so long, they are used to seeing various artists act arrogantly and act arrogant and lose their temper.

But it was the first time I saw an artist sincerely treat them as friends.

Even do whatever you do with them in mind.

This respect is extremely precious to them.

Although it is just noodles in clear soup, it still smells so good that it makes people confused.

They rarely get up so early to work, and their chests are pressed against their backs from hunger.

When I saw the noodle soup on the table, I was like a hungry wolf seeing fat meat. I pounced on it.

"Wow, this noodles tastes delicious, just like what my mom makes!"

"This noodles looks so simple, how can it be so delicious?"

Several camera guys devoured a bowl of soup.

Finally, I patted my belly with satisfaction.

[Is the well water really not cold in autumn?I'm already shuddering just seeing it!Lin Tian's body is too good! 】

[What time did Lin Tian get up?It's only four o'clock!He has prepared the meal. Doesn't this guy even need to sleep? 】

[Lin Tianniu, I thought I was joking yesterday, but I didn’t expect that I actually came here so early? 】

[Nah, I haven’t even gone to bed yet, but someone has already gotten up to work. This is the gap! 】

It's too early now, many people haven't gotten up yet.

The number of people in the live broadcast room was not as large as usual, but there were still [-] to [-] people gathered.

Many of them heard that Lin Tian was going to kill a cow in the morning, so they set an alarm clock and came to watch.

Most of these people are still lying in bed and cannot do without the warm quilt.

Seeing Lin Tian looking so energetic, I couldn't help but admire him.

"Aunt Wang's house is at the east end of the village. To get to her house, you have to cross the entire village."

"Just in time to show everyone the scenery in our village."

Lin Tian walked in front alone, with several camera guys following behind him.

Several people crossed the stone path and walked forward.

Ahead is a field.

Ripe rice swayed gently in the breeze.

The stone path was gone, replaced by a winding path.

The path divided the field into two parts, with golden wheat fields on one side and green vegetable fields on the other.

At the end of the path are a few scattered houses.

Compared with Lin Tian's house, this place is much deserted.

After walking for half an hour, we finally arrived at Aunt Wang's house.Aunt Wang had been waiting at the door early. When she saw Lin Tian and his party coming, she quickly stepped forward to greet them enthusiastically.

"Xiaotian, I'm really troubling you. You have to come over so early to slaughter the cow."

"This is Auntie's idea, you must accept it."

Aunt Wang took out a red envelope from her pocket and was about to stuff it into Lin Tian's hand as she spoke.

"Don't do this, Auntie."

Lin Tian pushed the red envelope without any intention of taking it.

Since I didn’t get a red envelope from Uncle Zhang, I have to treat everyone equally here.

Besides, it is normal for everyone in the village to help each other.

There's something going on here with Aunt Wang today. If she doesn't get it right, there will be something going on with her family tomorrow.

"Why are you kid still seeing your aunt?"

"Today's red envelope, you have to take it even if you don't want to take it!"

Aunt Wang is also very stubborn. Now that she has taken out the red envelope, there is no reason to take it back.

[Laughing so hard, I suspect Lin Tian is playing me. 】

[I used to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, and every time my relatives were so enthusiastic. I don’t know when I started to have no contact with my relatives. 】

[I still remember one time during the Chinese New Year, my relatives secretly stuffed red envelopes into my pocket without knowing when, and washed the money directly while doing laundry. 】

Aunt Wang and Lin Tian fell into a strange tug-of-war.

One party must give it, and the other party must not want it.

The forces of the two parties are quite balanced.

Leave all the photographers to Xiuma.

Is money useless to you?

Can you give it to me if you don’t want it? !

Several cameramen couldn't help shouting in their hearts while filming the two people pulling each other.

finally.

This tug-of-war ended with Lin Tian's defeat.

Lin Tian accepted the red envelope and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, Aunt Wang still has decades of experience.

It seems he still needs to practice more.

Strive to come out on top in this tug-of-war as soon as possible!
It was almost five o'clock, and the sky was slightly white.

A faint red light bloomed on the horizon.

Lin Tian didn't waste any more time, rolled up his sleeves and planned to get down to business.

……

At this time, Yang Mi had just gotten up.

Although the person got up, he still had not regained consciousness, and he sat dazedly leaning against the bed in a daze.

Reba hadn't even gotten up yet and was sleeping soundly.

Bailu's live broadcast room was the funniest. She was also sleeping soundly when her mother picked her up.

Let her behave better under the camera.

Her hair was already blown out from sleep, and she looked at the camera with a confused face.

Can't even say a word.

Zhang Yixing was still in the bar. He had just been high all night, and now he was going home drunk.

And Hua Chenyu, in order to make his personality more perfect.

I set ten alarm clocks and finally got up at five o'clock.

He rummaged through the cabinets at home and found a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", sat in the rocking chair and started reading.

It’s just that the more I watch, the less energetic I become.

In the end I couldn't bear it anymore.

"How many people are there in my live broadcast room now?"

He covered his face with a book and quietly asked the cameraman.

"3000 people."

The cameraman gave this number expressionlessly.

Hua Chenyu:? ? ?

It must be because it's too early and everyone hasn't gotten up yet.

Yes, it must be because of this!

"How many people are there in Lin Tian's live broadcast room?"

(End of this chapter)

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